Mystikal - Hot Boys and Girls lyrics

[Master P] Uhhhhhh, ha ha Where the real n***as at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real b**hes at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real n***as at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real b**hes at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real n***as at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there [Mystikal] n***a, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in your beer M-Y-S-T-I-kal Its the man right chea I ain't the '90 through the '94 Buffallo Bills I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear I ain't that damn man to see the Sandman at the Apollo I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent check from McDonald's b**h I'm the line through the "t" and the dot on the "i" I'm the motherf**in' crocodile tears when you cry I'm the lightning in bad weather! I'm that n***a in that picture on your girlfriend dresser I ain't no ho, I ain't no punk, I ain't no b**h, I ain't no f*g I ain't no s**er, I ain't no trick, I ain't no snitch, I ain't no rat I'm that $20,000 a pop every stop when I'm tourin' I'm that "FIRE!" on that last verse of "Make 'Em Say UHHH!" I ain't that same ol' same, ordinary, everyday rapper b**h, I k**ed Kenny, SO I GUESS I'm THAT ba*tard! [Master P] Where the hot boys at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the hot girls at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there x2 [Mia X] I'm the b**h that say bring it on if you want to From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do I'm the lady alligator so you c-calm in that water I'm the migrane in your head thumpin' harder and harder I'm the floss hard ho n***a that co*ks the squat Dead smack on your face like that infrared dot I'm the index finger on the trigger, don't move Woops, saw you blink your eyes now you goin make the news If I catch you in the club and you start to trippin I'm the fist in bra** knuckles that's goin hit your chin All the snitchers sitting down with the feds to yap I'm the loud hard chhh on the rat trap I'm the drama in your heart when your people get k**ed I'm the feeling in your stomach when you get your last meal I'm the hardcore undisputed hip-hop diva I'm the lady on report card day I'm Mama Mia [Master P] Where the real n***as at Where they at, where they at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there Where the real b**hes at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there Where they at, where they at [Silkk The Shocker] Ahhhhhhh! I'm the past that always seems to come back and haunt ya I'm the four five carrier, mister grenade launcher I'm the n***a with the gun, that be askin' where the dollars at I'm the n***a with the six hundred everybody's tryin to holler at I be the bookie that you pay n***as to keep off your a** I be the reason why you didn't pa**, the reason why you cut cla** I be the reason why they buried ya, and carried ya I be the n***a that put the wood in your fiance The reason why she didn't marry ya I be the n***a they try to keep from around, hanging around your sister I be the n***a they call Silkk The Shocker, you might call me MISTER! Now I got a mob ties, I'm a ghetto wise guy Military minding, on the front lines, always pull off the drive bys Case over like the last song, like all the cash gone Heir to the throne, cause I'm the little brother of the last don Little b**h can't mix, flip sh**, loose lips sink ships Plus I gotta pair of cement shoes, I can make fit, your a fake b**h Keep my ice wrist, keep her tight b**h, between the trigger Keep a tight grip, infrared on my sh** so I don't miss Now I'm that razor that cuts the dope, it ain't nothin but a 504 Member the one they call Vito, yeah that's me (you know) [Master P] Where the hot boys at Where they at, where they at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there Where the hot girls at Where they at, where they at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there [Kane & Abel] I'm the enemy behind, so watch your back When the live brown hit the chamber, I'm the click clack When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the pimp slap I'm the sh** that bubble up when you cook that crack The n***a that f**ed up the party when I pull my strap The n***a that f**ed all the hoes I'll be trying to mack I was scarface, sniffing with his nose in coke The n***a that taught your little brother How to cook that dope (Kane & Abel) The first n***a on the block that make your momma deep throat I'm the hustlin a** n***a with the watches and the cold [Master P] Where the real n***as at Where they at, where they at Where the real b**hes at Where they at, where they at Where the hot boys at Where they at, where they at Where the hot girls at Where they at, where they at Where they at, where they at, where they at, where they at Where the hot boys at Where the hot girls at [Master P] I'm the bars on your cell, I'm the fire down in hell I'm the ice cream bells, I'm the gas you pump at shell n***a, I'm the wheels on the tank, ha ha I'm the million dollars that you want from the bank I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains when you think I'm your bartender when you drink, I'm OJ without the shank n***a, I'm the M in f**in mob (mob) I'm the clothes that you wear when you wanna jump shob I'm the super in dome, I'm the C in chrome I'm the hurricane that knock down your motherf**ing home I'm the K in k**er, I'm the D in drug dealer I'm the G in gangsta n***a, I'm the realest n***a That you ever wanna meet when you walking on the street I'm the gold on your teeth, I'm the nike's on your feet I'm the n***a that moan when he rap (uhhhhhhhhh) I'm the n***a that ran through your f**ing hood and bust caps I'm the n***a with these rhymes, I'm the last don And I'm a end this motherf**er cause it ain't no more time